I have no idea what to call this bit. The Lady has presented me with a new face in the last few days. Dictynna and her double axes, labryses, has come forth, spurring massive clearing of “stuff” in my life. It all began with thumbing through the Sacred Source catalog for the umpteenth time while taking a potty break. I hit the page with the Greek imagery and there She was. I’d seen her too many times to mention or even bother trying to remember, but this time She stood out inviting a brief contemplation and appreciation of Her. Thinking nothing more of it I closed the catalog and tossed it back on the floor into the pile of bathroom brain candy generally left lying around for those times when I either don’t have a book or don’t feel like reading any of the several books I usually have going. Only Dictynna was not content to remain in that pile. Her name followed me out of the bathroom and into the rest of my day. As a matter of fact, She followed me for several days, culminating Doug’s discovery of a book on decluttering that he eagerly shared with me.
It took me a bit to connect the dots. The Lady of the Labrys had come for a visit and I was to play host to Her. I began throwing things away that I never thought I would part with. I took an unusually hardened eye to my things and began tossing the excess baggage I’d been so eager to drag from place to place like a rotting albatross ’round my neck. Can’t let go of that lest I end up needing it later on and not have it!
This is, of course, scarcity thinking, pure and simple: cling to every scrap like a starved creature because you may not be able to have access to the things you need when you need them. UGH!!! At least in my own life I can ask “When have I ever needed anything that the Lady has not provided in abundance?” and honestly answer NEVER. She has always given me everything I’ve ever needed, always made a way for me no matter what. So here I was being stingy for no reason, depriving myself of the gifts en route to me from my Lady because my fears were whispering a different reality than my own. There’s no room to sample another morsel of food until you swallow what you have. I forgot to swallow and stuff was beginning to spill out for lack of room. I was trying to do too much, be too many things and none of it true to myself. I have received many gifts in spite of this, but I finally had to admit I needed to let go.
The Goddess never randomly presents a new face to me. There is always a reason, a new lesson to learn or remember, a new aspect of myself that is ready to be developed. Dictynna stepped up and into my life because I am ready for the lessons She brings, Her double axes cutting through obstacles whether they are of my own making or not, the fish nets of Her skirts catching all that is necessary and nourishing. Just because something nourishes doesn’t mean it’s pleasing; I’ve always hated fish and clarity isn’t always welcome – at least not at first.